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[When the camera turns on, Marty's adjusting it before plopping down in a seat clumsily (grumbling 'fuckin' jelly legs' or something to that effect); he's got dust and oil on him, a little toil and trouble with the clean-up assistance he's been performing on the Tranquility (after pilfering a gun from the Scylla, of course). He's bone-tired and there's a bit of sweat on his brow, but in that weariness he finds temporary redirection from the shitty stuff. He's noticed, of course, people fighting plenty. People looking very tense and unhappy. The halls are even quieter, somehow. And he doesn't fuckin' like it, not one bit. Now, he's not particularly attached to this ship--duh, he's only been here a month and it's a horrible place on top of it--but like hell does he enjoy misery as company. That saying can just go shove it.

I mean, he's barely even smoking it up, lately. In fact, he's stone cold normal right now and empty-handed. They're just clasped in front of him as he leans into his knees.]

You know what I need? A break. A cigarette break, but with more words 'n shit. We've been working our asses off. Keep up the fantastic work, and all that jazz, but how about something else for a second? Juuust a second. I know we've all been stressed out, what with the pirates and the freaky-ass murdering specter captains and the--uh--ship clamped on us like a tumor. So just... Hey, I haven't--really indulged in the fact that we're all from every corner of time and space and universes and all that cool sci-fi stuff.

[He licks his lips as he considers what to say, hands motioning in front of him like he's trying to catch his own thoughts.]

You guys, we have all kinds of worlds on board! Tell me some cool shit about your world. Or about you. Whatever. Can I get some cool facts? Some jokes? Stories? Hell, it doesn't even have to be anything outside of good ol' planet Earth. Or even directed at me. No serious or traumatic stuff needed, just... stuff. Hell, if you're a connoisseur of movies or you have a thing for panda facts or you wanna tell a story about your crazy family reunions.

[He suddenly seems a little more excited, a little less tired, shifting in his seat.]

This entry is now Marty's Share Fair. I'm stuck on a funky space ship and all, so I might as well know more than the bleak stuff.

....

Just don't pull a TMI, okay? I'm sure everyone sees enough floppy nethers after each jump. We don't need to know anything about them other that the promise that you'll find a towel posthaste. Thank you in advance.

(ooc: threadjacking heavily encouraged! it'd be fun to have people find common interests or things to relate to, and I just wanted a kinda free-for-all for the S.S. Solemn Worrywarts)

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[It's a low voice that belongs to a young man; the name attached to the communication is Ryuuzaki. At the moment, he sounds skeptical.]

Panda facts?

[All right, he wasn't going to respond to this because: Marty, and Marty is terrible as a living entity, but for some reason against his better judgment he speaks up - and for some idiotic reason the question he asks is:]

What on earth is team-eye?

What do you call two happy mushrooms?

...I really don't think anyone would appreciate me rambling on about neuroplasticity.

[Or about a trillion other brain things that the average person would find useless.]

I used to study rat heads, though. For a living.

[ There's some standing around while Nathan works, so why not? His visit with Thranduil the other day had reminded him that not many people knew him as more than a politician, and he agrees at least that it's diverting. ]

What could I tell you that would surprise you most about me? Don't say 'That you're actually twenty'.

Floppy nethers.

[HE SEES WHAT YOU DID THERE. And no it's not funny. Hmph.

What probably is hilarious? The fact that he repeated it back in English. Welcome to the world of floppy nay-ders, Mertie.]

[.... Oh, this guy. His smile lessens just a little and he shifts.]

You're a pro knowledge guy, and you don't know something a wiry stoner kid knows?

[Okay--just remember what Heather said. He's--a nice guy, or something. Buuullshit. He leans on his palm and nods. Well. Might as well try; Marty at least tries. Something about this guy makes him really grumpy, though (maybe it was all THAT SHIT BEFORE).]

It's just short for Too Much Information. I'm sure this place is full of that shit.

Sure!! Panda facts, info about monkeys, fish stories, I don't really care.

There's always new shit to learn, even if it's probably totally pointless where we are.

...

Unless we run into a panda here. I dunno.

[oh oh!! A Joke-teller! He looks like he heavily considers this.]

I don't know--what?

Well, I don't - I am not acquainted with much of the slang that young people nowadays use.

[He sounds a bit huffy, but less miffed than before; at least he gave the answer.]

And to my point of view, sir, all knowledge is of value; I cannot see how there might be too much.

Hey, someone somewhere thinks you're awesome for your neuro-knowledge. I think it's pretty cool, anyway. Whether I get it or not, we all wonder about our own brains sometimes.

...

What did you learn from the rat heads?

I could tell you the answer, but you'd need to let it grow on you.

Psht, twenty's overrated. I'm 24 and I'd prefer to be an exotic 50-year-old.

[what that's totally not weird]

If you told me you secretly collect My Little Ponies, I'll admit I'd be a little surprised.

Super floppy.

[His smile might split his face

he's trying to contain himself

nayders nayders]

Didn't choke those chickens, didja?

[ Very weird what is wrong with you. Nathan gives Marty an odd look, then shakes his head and soldiers on. ]

I don't even know what one of those is. No, it's a little cooler than that.

Hmmm -- that's a pretty vague request. You have anything more specific you want to know about? Environment, lore, flora and fauna, magic, culture?

okay it does help to be a little more specific than that

maybe the particularities of your interests you toss out general questions like those and you leave yourself wide open to inanity

of which there is a great deal on this ship

Edited 2013-05-02 18:08 (UTC)

... Dude, there's always someone with TMI.

[He's thinking of Jules and Curt specifically; he doesn't need to know they're boning in the room near him. Especially would prefer not to hear it.]

Is the knowledge about someone's junk or the fungus they have on their foot not a little bit too much outside of a doctor's office?

Well - it can quite possibly be quite thoroughly important. Indeed, I've read about a case where a foot infection was what led to the culprit being caught, and indeed I do not know how many times police have found bloody clothing, weapons, vital evidence of any sort by going through a suspect's "junk."

A pair of fun-guy.

[Get it? Get it?]

[Laughs a bit and winces.]

What about this one: what do you call stolen cheese?

I could make up a punchline, but it won't be very gouda.

Neither's this one, because the answer is 'nacho cheese'.

[Not your cheese, indeed.]

Damn I could go for a movie right now. Does this place even have movies?

[ right he had a question. clint rubs the back of this head. ]

Ever seen Die Hard?

I am actually impressed at how terrible that joke is, well done, buddy.

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